Further proof that perhaps we should wait a while longer…
me: Oh Beans! I sorry! I totally forgot you were out of wet food!
B: Well, you keep it over here (walks toward the snack drawer)
me: No, sorry, no wet food today. (pour dry food into bowl)
B: Um. Mom. That’s just dry food. You forgot to put the wet food in.
me: Sorry, I’ll pick some up tonight.
B: Perhaps if you scratch my butt, I’ll push you towards the wet food drawer and you can get the wet food out for me because WET FOOD.
me: Sorry. Really. Go ahead. Have breakfast.* Have a good day. I have to go.
B: I don’t think you understand. I will sit and look at this, but it’s lacking.
me: GO AHEAD. GOOD GIRL. I have to go.
B, following me towards the door: You know, I’ll just come along with you, we can stop at the food place, you can get me some food and you know…
me: Beans. No. GO HAVE BREAKFAST.
B:I am so going to eat something of yours while you’re out. have a good day. mother.
While flipping through the stations, I see the name “Zamfir” scroll across the display.
“Wasn’t he ‘Master of the PanFlute‘?” I ask my purse.
And then, the panflute starts in.
Feeling pretty good, I open my car door to find that I have been driving with a tie from my duster sweater hanging out from my door.
*Bailey will sit for DAYS if you don’t tell her it’s okay to eat.